#fiction

I read very widely, both non-fiction and fiction, so I don't think there's a single writer who influences me. ↗

— Peter Benchley

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I have written two nonfiction books, I'm embarrassed to say. ↗

— Dirk Benedict

#embarrassed #i #nonfiction #say #two

Films, fiction, can encompass a whole global vision on a particular subject with any story, whatever it is. You can play the story in whatever country with whatever language in whatever style you want to tell the story in. ↗

— Gael Garcia Bernal

#country #encompass #fiction #films #global

For a woman to deny the necessity of true love in her life would be to deny herself, and her creator. ↗

— Dwain K. White Sr.

#inspirational #love #nonfiction #romance #dreams

An eye for an eye my friend. ↗

— Tsugumi Ohba

#death #eye #fiction #friend #humor

You asked why the rate hate Overlanders so deeply. It is because they know one will be the warrior of the prophecy," said Vikus. "Oh, I see," said Gregor. "So, when's he coming?" Vikus fixed his eyes on Gregor. "I believe he is already here. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#fantasy #fiction #warrior #wise-old-man #fantasy-fiction

He considered my question for a moment and then ducked his head to kiss me. He tugged me flush up against his chest , pulling me closer than i even though possible, and then his lips touched mine. ↗

— Colleen Houck

#fantasy-fiction

The Witcher had a knife to his throat. He was wallowing in a wooden tub, brimfull with soapsuds, his head thrown agains the slippery rim. The bitter taste of soap lingered in his mouth as the knife, blunt as a doorknob, scraped his Adam's apple painfully and moved towards his chin with a grating sound. ↗

— Andrzej Sapkowski

#fantasy #fiction #fantasy-fiction

Goodbyes are sad, but they are temporary, because as hellos ends with goodbyes, so will goodbyes start with hellos. ↗

— Melody Manful

#fantasy-fiction #guardian-angels #melody-manful #romance-novels #romance-novels

Though the task of opening those doors is in no means difficult, Andria finds herself unable to move her shaking legs, as her ankles tremble in her crystal heels, and her fingers, holding gently onto the length of her gorgeous gown, terribly shake in step with the beat of her precious, precious heart. ↗

— Hannah Nikka Bryan

#apprehension #door #fantasy #fear #fiction